Don’t play with matches,

They can burn your dreams.

You won’t hear any talking,

Only silent screams.

Down will tumble your wishes and thoughts,

And all the memories which can’t be bought.

Ruined is a part of your life,

Forever gone it cuts like a knife.

The pain isn’t forever,

It just seems that way.

It won’t go on eternally,

It will end someday.

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